Dick had asked the question because, like all the others, he felt
something that was in the air. He was sobered by the news,
although, like the rest, he did not yet fully understand it. But
they all felt that there had been a change. As they looked
about at the familiar sight about them they wondered if, a year
from then, everything would still be the same. War? What did it
mean to them, to England?

"I wonder if my father will go to war!" Dick broke out suddenly,
as he and Harry walked along.

"I hadn't thought of that!" said Harry, startled. "Oh, Dick, I'm
sorry! Still, I suppose he'll go, if his country needs him!"




CHAPTER II


QUICK WORK


At home, Harry had an early dinner with his father and mother, who
were going to the theatre. They lived in a comfortable house,
which Mr. Fleming had taken on a five-year lease when they came to
England to live. It was one of a row of houses that looked very
much alike, which, itself, was one of four sides of a square. In
the centre of the square was a park-like space, a garden, really.
In this garden were several tennis courts, with plenty of space,